Jiang Jianing closed his eyes, opened them again, didn't look at He Lian again, and forced himself to walk forward.

She knows very well that He Lian studies people's hearts.

Compared to mental skills, she can't compare to him.

He Lian stretched out his arm to stop her.

His arm was only half a meter away in front of her, and Jiang Jianing's footsteps were forced to stop.

He Lian walked up to her, his eyes looking hollow on his sickly white skin.

"Jiang Jianing, do you remember what you promised me?" He Lian asked.

Jiang Jianing suddenly trembled.

How could she not remember.

If Xu Shiying only relied on violence to vent her anger, then He Lian was trying to psychologically destroy her defense.

In that dark and claustrophobic environment, she spent three days and three nights, day and night, whether it was eating, drinking, or Lazar, all in that space.

When the door opened, she was on her knees at his feet.

"Please."

He Lian squatted down at that time, lifted her face with her hand, which had become pale from the sun, and did not even dislike the rancid smell on her body at all, as if looking at a work of art that had finally been achieved.

"Ask me for what?"

Jiang Jianing's eyelids drooped downward, and such a dazzling light made her retina feel uncomfortable, and even the sudden fresh air rushed into her lungs, making her breathe more and more rapid.

"I listen to you."

Her words obviously did not please He Lian.

He Lian didn't answer.

He even brushed her hand away.

"Master."

Jiang Jianing almost collapsed and added.

He Lian grabbed her jaw, "Remember your own words."

He Lian picked her up and put her into the bathtub that was already filled with hot water.

The clothes on her body were soaked, revealing scars of different shades on her body, some of which had become darker over time, and some of which were freshly newborn flesh and were tender pink.

The water in the tub was warm, lapping against her skin, every pore dilated, and she was trembling all over.

The moment he reached over to hold her shoulder, she moved back in horror, and even accidentally splashed the warm water in the bathtub, wetting the lenses of He Lian's glasses.

Jiang Jianing's back was against the edge of the bathtub, and the hard edges and corners were against her back.

Her body shook even more than before, and her wet forehead hair fell down, obscuring her terrified eyes.

He Lian's glasses were covered with water.

The water obscured his pupils, and he couldn't see his true expression.

His pale fingers suddenly climbed up her shoulders and covered her mouth and nose.

Jiang Jianing's breath was stuck in his throat.

The cramped sense of death was getting closer and closer, and her whole body began to spasm uncontrollably, and her hands slapped the water hard.

From splashing to stagnant water.

Jiang Jianing's eyes slowly closed.

She's been close to death.

Only at that moment, all the cramped pain in her body, throat and nasal cavity disappeared, and she even felt a fluttering feeling, like an out-of-body soul.

Then, suddenly, she woke up, coughing violently, and a lot of fresh air poured into her lungs.

He Lian laid her flat on the wet floor tiles in the bathroom, gave her artificial respiration, and rescued her.

She lay on the water-covered floor, shivering with cold, and her fingers didn't need even the slightest strength.

He Lian said, "I saved your life."

Jiang Jianing knew it at that time.

This is a madman.

At this time, He Lian stood in front of her, just like then, wearing a pair of glasses, looking at her through the lenses of the glasses.

Jiang Jianing smiled

One time.

"yes, I remember it very well." She took a step forward, one step closer to him, "Master."

He Lian's pupils shrank slightly.

In the next second, Jiang Jianing stepped on his feet with his high heels and pushed him away, "Pervert! Next!"

In the theater, a movie has just ended, and the flow of people is pouring out of the screening hall.

This scene was witnessed by many people.

Jiang Jianing hurriedly ran over against the flow of people, covering his face, "Help! Someone molested me! Can you please call a security guard for me?"

In this kind of thing, women are vulnerable.

Immediately, someone called the security guards on the same floor, and the security guards came to take He Lian away.

He Lian always stood in place, his eyes shining through the lenses towards the pair of cold bystander eyes that came through the palm covering his face.

He Lian smiled and left the cinema with the security guard.

When he was on the elevator, he took out his mobile phone, and this time, he did not change his mobile phone card anonymously, but sent those photos directly from the album.

The signal in the elevator is not good.

The news went on and on.

Wait until the moment the elevator door opens, and the prompt: sent successfully.

Xue Rin'an has no interest in this kind of love-themed movie at all.

Those who are interested are those who accompany the movie.

He held his cheeks and watched the pulling and quarreling between the male and female protagonists on the movie screen, and finally the female protagonist slammed the door and left, and the male protagonist chased him out again.

This kind of bridge is old, and he is really excited to see it.

Jiang Jianing hasn't come back from the bathroom yet.

Xue Rin'an couldn't help but think, did she secretly run away to be shy?

He picked up his mobile phone, and just as he was about to send a message to Jiang Jianing, a text message came in.

There are very few people texting these days.

Especially this ...... MMS.

Xue Rin'an usually doesn't look at the spam text messages that are intercepted, but his eyes just fall on the screen of his mobile phone.

He clicked on the picture.

In the quiet theater, there is only the hysterical cry of the heroine on the screen.

Xue Rin'an's pupils dilated in an instant, and he stood up directly from the chair, and the girls who were squibbing for the love of the male and female protagonists in the movie were so frightened that they hiccuped.

Xue Rin'an's hand held the phone tightly.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a photo is displayed.

The photograph is a photograph.

The girl in the photo, wearing only pure white underwear, stands in the middle of the camera and looks at the camera with a mosaic on her eyes.

What shocked Xue Rin was the traces on her body.

Those scars, from the forearm to the elbow, bruises and bruises on the waist and abdomen, and burns on the calves.

It was as if there was an invisible hand that shackled his throat, making him breathless until his whole body was like a pot of boiling water, boiling and almost breaking through the heavenly spirit cover.

There are three photos in total.

The injuries on her body were taken from three angles.

A medical certificate for cosmetic skin surgery is also included.

Finally, there is a line of words: "Do you know her? 】

The person in the back seat called out to him, "Please don't block the screen."

After shouting several times, Xue Rin'an turned around and walked out directly.

His steps were mechanical, and there was like a taut string in his head, which broke off in an instant, pulling out the red in his pupils.

Jiang Jianing returned to the screening hall and shuttled between the seats, and Xue Rin'an's seat was empty.